Posted on: April 4, 2008 3:16 pm

Gravity. What a pissser!

Free at last, free at last, thank God Almighty, I am free at last.  (Fitting given the day)

I am out of the hospital.  Still feel marginal. Head doesn't hurt.  Arm throbs. Hip is bruised like my ego.  I did a half gainer onto my face in my kitchen last week.  Concussion, broken arm (the one I write with!), seven stiches in my hand probably from a glass I was carrying when I fell. But I am alive.

To all you fine folks on here worried about me and all that.....well, thanks.  I appreciate your thoughts and prayers.

To Smorgie, thanks for letting everyone know.

I am off to bed and a nap for the weekend.

Take Care


Posted on: March 23, 2008 10:09 am

Let's play 20 questions...with AV and YOU

A recent blog talked about the new game show where they ask you embarassing questions while you are hooked up to a lie detector machine.  The more questions you answer correctly the more money you win.  I enjoyed "E's" blog and wanted to build on it with you minions out there. 

The Rules:

  1. Answer any question previously posted in the blog HONESTLY (I am the Lady of Blind Justice and will also be executioner)
  2. Provided you followed Rule 1, you now get to ask another Yes-No question.   
  3. You must answer your own question and provide circumstances.
  4. I will answer your question honestly and so can anyone else so that they may ask a question.
  5. Good taste prevails always.  Edit yourselves so I don't have to.

The first question:

Have you ever lied to a member of the opposite sex to avoid going out on a date with them?

Yes.  On many occasions I am afraid.  Mostly the cocky ego laden boys who think they are Gods gift to women and treat me like a conquest.   I have been brutally honest with these guys before, but the drama that ensues is not worth the pleasure, fragile egos crumble into a million pieces. Invariably I am called a bad name.   So I lie to them and tell them I am a lesbian or that I want to get married and have babies or some other terrible story to make them flee.  I like to see if I can get them to leave skid marks.  I know, I am terrible!!

Next Question


Posted on: March 20, 2008 6:02 pm

Where's Waldo Been In This World?

At the special request of one of my most ardent supporters, another question for the men and women of this board.  Lovin' in elevators, backseat of your ole man's Ford, behind them bushes, in the park, the kitchen table, your parents room, in a hospital bed (with or without the nurse), at school, in your son's tree house, your office, the mall, a mile high.....where ever you have had the gumption, the kahonis, the urge, the surge, the 'mones....what is the most outrageous place you have had sex.....and so help me God the first person who says' "Up the butt" will get a deletion so fast you'll wonder if you actually hit the submit button......Circumstances are helpful in scoring your post.

For me the most outrageous is in a movie theatre...I dated the owner...and we had some after hours showings.  Nudge, nudge, wink, wink, say no more.....


Dare I say keep it clean?

Posted on: March 17, 2008 5:01 pm

Caress me, kiss me, when and where?

The first time.  Starts with a glance, a coy look, a smile, a stare.  The time was right.  Who knows why now is now.  Mom and Dad are away.  The mice will play.  The hormones are surging.  It is so hot in here.  Caution is thrown to the wind and the sparks fly.  We all have our first time memory.   The circumstance, the location, the person you were with were all memorable.  The sex on the other hand was probably closer to forgettable. 

For the girls it is often a disappointment, over a little too fast for us and then there is all that poking around before hand.  No not there.  No. No definitely not THERE. Yeah OK there.  Where are you going?  What do you mean your done?

How about you fellas?  Let's be clear.  I want honesty.  No tales of manliness lasting deep into the evening. The poor girl begging for you to let her catch her breath.  The endless phone calls from her pleading for your return.  I want you to tell me about all 43 seconds in as much detail as proper editing can allow on this website.

Furthermore, I want to know .....was it serendipity?  Or your long time boy or girl friend?  Was it romantic or just overwith?  Who was it with? The baby sitter, the neighbor, the nanny, your cousin...let's hear it all including your age and your partner's age.

Let the lies BSometer is I will know....


Posted on: March 13, 2008 10:26 am

Guilty Pleasures....three fingers this time

When Kim and Mickey had their torrent of romance in 9.5 weeks we bore witness to the eroticism of using various foods and drinks to enhance our pleasure.  I have used chocolate syrup in ways Hersheys never intended as an example. Strawberries are easy to bring along especially if champagne is involved (Not you Illini fans).  So at the risk of this getting a little off color, I ask you all, women and men, what extracurricular food items did you bring along for the picnic of love?  What were the consequences?  What did you like?  What didn't you like?  And what was cleanup like?  Hopefully your food relationships lasted longer than 9.5 weeks....

Talking about food today is really a problem for me since I can't eat.....Oh well....

Let's hear it.


Posted on: March 12, 2008 1:59 pm

Guilty Pleasures...time to come clean boys

Now I have to be honest.  I love a good action flick.  And I even like a good horror movie every now and again (different kind of movie, Spitzer!).  But is there anything better than a good ol' fashioned chick flick, filled with Kleenex moments, a plot so thin it makes Kate Moss look bloated, and every stereotype of homely girl meets Prince Charming and they live happiliy ever after as a result of one single longing stare, followed by a searingly  hot kiss that would melt any ice princesses heart, cue the music, and this baby is almost in the can... and cut!!

For me, I love tear jerkers, sad and happy endings, passionate kisses before the credits, cute guys dumping the beauty and the bee itch for the proper girl with the morals (even if the starlet playing the role is on her 3 stint in rehab - this is fantasy here).  I would name the following as some of my favorites:

  1. Titanic
  2. Terms of Endearment
  3. PS I Love You
  4. Pearl Harbor
  5. Hope Floats
  6. Pretty Woman
  7. Unfaithfully Yours
  8. and many more....

Now I want to know from you real men on this board.  Are you closet chick flick lovers or do you just go along so we ladies will think you have a soft underbelly?  I am betting there are some guys who secretly love chick flicks.....sort of a chick flick Rick so to speak.

So what are your favorites boys....don't be bashful....I know you have a soft underbelly.....

tell AV all about it.....


Posted on: March 10, 2008 10:40 pm

How hungry do you have to be to go down.... the store and actually buy a turnip and eat it.  Dear God, is it possible there is a worst tasting vegi than the turnip?  I give the brussel sprout it's due.  And cooked cauliflower is pretty bad.  The rutabaga is nasty.  But the turnip has to be the worst.  It tastes bad raw, pickled, boiled, steamed, deep fried, batter fried, pn fried in butter and garlic, even with filet mignon on top of it.

What did you think this blog was about?

Category: NCAAB
Posted on: March 7, 2008 10:08 pm

Seed me tenth....the best possible seed.

If you get to choose your seed and it cannot be a #1 Seed, give me the 10th seed.  After all, you get to play a cocky 7th seed and if you win that, you get to become cinderella and beat a number 2 seed.  Always happens in every Madness or so it seems.  After that the table is set to make it to the Great 8 and maybe the final four.  There is no better path for a higher seed.

Then again the 13th seed has the luxury of dusting off an over rated 4 seed.  Most likely a name recognition school that has been propped up all season in the rankings.  They are ripe for the picking for David looking to show he isn't scared of overly large people with a weakness for rocks (David and Goliath reference). At worst you play a 5 seed or maybe a 12 seed.  Now that set's the table.

Who really wants to be seeded high....only one way to go...down....seems it always happens.

That's my viewpoint on the Big Sock Hop (Dance).

Love to dance........

Category: NCAAB
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